"I am still confused about why you have reservations about this mission," Ak-Yev frowns, seated behind Bane, who pilots the cramped shuttle provided by the Mandalorians for the use of their mission while awaiting the completion of the repairs to Malar's Fist. Sora and Eeth sit cramped behind Ak-Yev, with Zirak and R5 keeping watch over Aurra Sing, cuffed at the rear of the vehicle.

"You're confused about a lot of things," Bane mutters.

"These Mandalorians promised you enough credits to keep even you satisfied I would have thought," Sora adds in defense of Ak-Yev.

"That's what makes me uneasy," Bane replies darkly, "One hundred thousand credits is a very large amount, especially for a guerilla group like they appear to be. But they didn't argue or even haggle with the price. That suggests to me that they have no intention of paying us and so the figure can be as large as we like."

"If they cross us, we can always eat them," Zirak says, eyes glinting hungrily.

"As he says," Ak-Yev agrees confidently.

"I suppose so," Bane allows.

Zirak grunts in a way that seems to suggest that's that then.